Chapter 22: Fierce Battle of the Four Ghosts of the West Mountain

The magic sound continued to vibrate out from the front, turning into invisible blades that radiated out. The notes will be as high as wild ghosts and beasts, and sometimes as low as the morning bell of the twilight drum, and slowly spread throughout the mountain.

The sound clawed at their heads, and a dizziness began to appear in their heads. The sound seriously irritates the meninges and makes people feel the urge to jump off a cliff! Every minute is torture.

At this time, Chu Si's situation was the worst, there were blood stains spreading at the corners of her mouth, like a large mandala slowly blooming, this kind of sonic attack was triggered by spiritual power, and it was the most miserable without the protection of a defensive shield. "Feng Nantian, quickly find a way, Chu Si's situation is not optimistic!" Feng Xuewu looked at Chu Si, took her out of the carriage, and asked him for help.

Feng Nantian didn't move at this time, he thought that she still had the ability to bear it, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to test the little fox. As time passed, Chu Si's situation became worse and worse, and his face was as pale as paper.

"Hahaha! When you meet our four ghosts in the West Mountain, today next year will be your sacrifice day! At this moment, three people floated down in the middle of the road, strange shapes, similar to ghosts. One of the strange men was a young man, with a white beard floating on his chest, and a pointed white hat on his head, and that's what he said.

At this time, the sound of the flute was muffled, and their situation was obviously much better.

"I don't know when the four ghosts of Xishan also began to intervene in the affairs of the rivers and lakes." Feng Nantian's face was full of mockery.

"You kid, you are the descendant of the dragon and phoenix, you hand over the map and spare you from death!" Ghost Ah Da didn't want to offend the entire Dragon and Phoenix Palace by giving his life to others.

"Hehe, dreaming!" Feng Nantian burst into a shout and rushed directly towards Ah Da!

At this time, the ghost Ah Da who was dressed in white was entangled with Feng Nantian, who was dressed in purple! The two figures in the field have been intertwined at a very fast speed. As soon as they fell, they were all brilliant ribbons, and they couldn't see their moves clearly, only two splashes of color swirled.

At this time, the sound of the flute was loud again, and the voice was more sharp and fierce.

The other two ghosts also participated, entangled with the wind and thunder.

Because of the relationship between the sound wave work, Feng Nantian's side is gradually at a disadvantage. Feng Xuewu, who was protecting Chu Si, saw this situation, raised her whip and flew up, rushing towards the trees on the broken wall, she landed on the trees like a touch of bright light, and the golden whip she was holding was pumped towards the other party's head and neck, and the whip had been infused with ten percent spiritual power, unstoppable!

"Look for death!" The opponent spun sharply in the air and easily broke Feng Xuewu's attack. Xiao poked directly at Feng Xuewu's chest in a strange arc, and Feng Xuewu floated down from the air like a rag and fell to the ground.

At this time, the ghost Ah Er, who played the flute, had a solemn expression, and sweat was constantly oozing from his face, and his situation was not good. He looked at the situation below, and did not continue to play, but flew down directly, and was amazed to see Chu Si.

"Little doll, let's go with your ghost second brother!" He stared at her lewdly.

Chu Si looked at his snake-like greasy eyes, just like she looked at chicken herself, and suddenly felt very disgusted. She paced slowly backwards, and behind her was a crooked-necked tree, and below it was a cliff.

Chu Si was one step away from the crooked neck tree, "Don't come here, I'll jump if you go again!" "She just wanted to scare him.

Feng Nantian was distracted by this sentence and received a slap on the shoulder. He couldn't help but be secretly angry, and the Bixiao Sword was even more sword like a rainbow, like having eyes, entangled with ghosts.

But obviously the ghost who played the flute Ah Er was not scared! He pulled out and got up, and the ape arm grabbed directly like Chu Si, and at this time, a ghostly figure flashed out from behind Chu Si, facing him, and the two of them were entangled.

That's right, it was the wings who appeared.

Just after the consumed a lot of spiritual power from Ghost Ah Er, and it was not replenished in time, it was obvious that there was a disadvantage, and the body was slightly stagnant, and in an instant, the sword of the wing passed through the chest.

"I didn't expect to fold here today! Beauty, go to the underworld to warm Lao Tzu's bed! Ghost Al quickly skimmed back, grabbed Chu Si and jumped down the cliff!

No one expected the change to happen so quickly, even Chu Si himself didn't expect it.

Depend on! Is that how she died? I fell to my death before I crossed over, is this going to die again? Chu Si's good quality couldn't help but scold his mother.

The energy that erupted when a person died was huge, and Chu Si was not spared.

"No—master!" Wing flew downward, using the strength of the cliff wall, and swooped down like a roc bird, but it was still a step too late.